Chapter 35
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
“Draven,” I gasp out his name like a prayer.
The moment his name leaves my lips, he drags in a long shuddering breath, as if it’s the first breath he has taken in years.
His golden eyes are burning with emotions.
But not hatred. Not anymore. Instead, he is staring into my eyes while relief, longing, and deep unending love pulse in his beautiful eyes.
“Selena,” he breathes.
Yanking the blade out of the grass, he tosses it aside and releases his grip on my other wrist. Still straddling me on the ground, he cups my cheeks with both hands and presses his lips against mine in a desperate kiss.
It sets my whole soul on fire.
I gasp into his mouth and slide my hands into his hair. Curling my fingers in his soft black hair, I press his lips harder against mine as I kiss him back desperately.
The mate bond thrums inside me, inside us, flooding my senses with his burning need and inflaming my own until I can barely see the deep forest and the glowing golden spheres floating among the trees around us. All I can see is him. All I can feel is him.
And I want more. I want everything. I want everything that the cruel universe has denied me these past weeks. I want my mate. I want all of him.
Sliding my hands down his neck, I start pulling at the collar of his armor while still kissing him furiously.
My heart stutters when he breaks the kiss but quickly starts fluttering again when he begins stripping out of his armor.
I start doing the same with my fighting leathers, but I only manage to get the jacket off before he stops me.
“No.” He grabs both of my wrists, stopping my movements when I reach for my shirt. Desperate longing burns in his eyes as he drags his gaze over my body. “I’ll do it.”
He places my hands back down on the soft grass above my head.
I keep them there as he finishes removing the rest of his clothes and then settles himself on his knees between my legs.
Pleasure skitters down my spine as he draws his fingers along the sliver of bare skin visible between the top of my pants and the edge of the shirt that has slid up my stomach.
I arch my back, pushing my hips forward slightly as he begins unbuttoning my pants.
His gaze rakes across my body again, as if he wants to brand every curve of my body into his mind forever.
My skin prickles at the exposure as Draven curls his fingers over the top of my pants and underwear and starts sliding them down my legs.
The leather scrapes against my bare thighs as Draven takes his time pushing the fabric down. I squirm on the ground as need burns through me.
He stops when my pants reach my knees and leans down while his eyes glint in the golden light.
I suck in a shuddering breath as he kisses the inside of my bare thigh.
He smiles against my skin. While kissing his way down my thigh, he starts sliding my pants down my legs again.
The contrast between the scraping leather and the soft brush of his lips against my sensitive skin makes my clit throb with need.
A desperate whimper escapes me as I squirm on the grass.
Draven smiles against my skin and then slides my pants and underwear all the way off my legs.
A shiver ripples through me even though the air inside this underground forest is warm.
I suck in a sharp breath as Draven suddenly grabs my ankles and spreads my legs wider. Fire flickers through my veins.
Arching my back, I bite my lip to muffle a moan as Draven kisses his way back up my legs again.
My heart pounds as his lips reach the inside of my thigh once more, moving higher at an excruciatingly slow pace.
Burning lust thrums inside me, amplified by Draven’s own which is flooding my senses through the mate bond, until it feels as if my entire soul is vibrating.
He flicks my clit with his tongue.
I gasp, pleasure zapping through my spine.
A dark laugh rumbles from his chest, making his breath dance over my throbbing clit.
My hands shoot down and slide into his messy hair, gripping it hard to keep his sinful mouth down there. Tilting his head back, he gazes up along my body and locks eyes with me.
“I said I’ll do it,” he reminds me, his eyes gleaming. “So put your hands back over your head and keep them there.”
Heat pools inside me at the effortless command in his voice. Drawing in another shuddering breath, I unclench my fingers from his hair and force myself to move my hands back so that they’re resting on the soft grass above my head again.
“Good girl,” he murmurs.
Pleasure crashes through me, and I squirm desperately on the grass.
Draven shifts his position between my legs and draws his strong hands up the side of my thighs until he reaches my hips. The fabric of my shirt bunches above his hands as he starts pushing it upwards. My skin prickles as he bares my stomach.
Leaning down over me, he kisses the spot right above my pussy.
I whimper.
But he only smirks against my bare skin and starts kissing his way up my stomach instead.
His strong hands slide up the sides of my ribcage before stopping right underneath my breasts.
With a possessive grip on the side of my ribs, he holds me firmly in place as he teases me with his tongue and lips.
Another desperate moan escapes my mouth, and I roll my hips, seeking friction.
He just lets out another low laugh that dances over my bare skin, clearly enjoying the sweet torture he is inflicting on me.
A jolt shoots through my body as he suddenly slides his hands up over my breasts, pushing the fabric of the shirt upwards as well. My nipples harden at the exposure. Draven flicks one of them with his tongue.
Throwing my head back, I gasp up into the lush green canopy.
My clit is throbbing and my entire body aches with need.
Draven slides his tongue around my nipple while he continues pushing my shirt up over my collarbones. I tilt my chin back down as the fabric slides up over my face. But once it reaches my eyes, Draven stops.
Leaving the shirt blocking my vision like that, he draws one hand along the curve of my breast and moves the other down between my legs. Something between a whimper and a moan rips from my lips as he teases his fingers over my clit.
He pinches my nipple.
I gasp. Throwing my head back, I squirm hard underneath him, but the shirt remains like a blindfold over my eyes. It heightens my senses and makes every brush of his lips and every teasing move of his fingers send lightning crackling through my nerves.
While rolling one nipple between his fingers, he takes the other into his mouth at the same time as he rubs his thumb over my clit.
Pleasure pulses inside me.
Dragging in unsteady breaths, I clench my hands into fists above my head to stop myself from touching him.
He toys with my clit and torments my nipple with slow luxurious strokes of his tongue until I can barely think straight.
Tension thrums inside me, and I’m so wet that it takes all of my willpower not to grind myself harder against his hand.
Lust, from both sides of the mate bond, crashes through my soul like a storm.
“Draven,” I gasp out. “Draven.”
A moan rips from his chest, vibrating against my nipple. Raising his head, he demands, “Say it again.”
“Draven,” I breathe, my voice hoarse.
He drags in a shuddering breath. “Fuck, I love it when you say my name.”
Sliding his hands up my body, he finally pushes my shirt all the way up over my head and then tosses it aside. I blink against the warm light from the glowing spheres and then meet his beautiful eyes. They glitter even brighter in the golden light.
At last lifting my hands from the grass, I lock them behind his neck and pull his mouth down to mine. He moans into my mouth as I claim his lips.
Bracing one hand on the ground, he moves the other down to my thigh. With a firm grip, he raises my leg while his cock presses against my entrance. I lift my hips. He thrusts inside me.
Pleasure crackles up my spine as his cock slides into me in one commanding thrust that fills me completely. I gasp into his mouth. After drawing out slightly, he slams back in again. Another desperate moan drips from my lips.
Draven rests his forehead against mine. “I love you, little rebel. I love everything about you.”
My heart stutters in my chest. With my hands still locked behind his neck, I hold him close to me as I kiss him again. “I love you too, Draven. I love you more than life itself.”
He kisses me back with a desperation that takes my breath away.
Love and lust and pleasure and desperate need thrum inside our souls, shared by our mate bond, as he fucks me with a possessiveness that burns like wildfire.
Every thrust of his hips is a primal claiming.
A defiant scream to the world that I am his.
A threat and a challenge to anyone who would dare try to take me from him again.
My entire body vibrates with pleasure as he worships my body.
Tension pulses inside me, thrashing like a storm, as every commanding thrust of his hips and every stroke of his tongue brings me closer to an orgasm.
His cock slams into me, hitting deep inside.
I gasp in desperate breaths as lights flicker before my eyes.
Draven’s fingers dig into my thigh as he fucks me possessively. Pleasure shoots up my spine with every dominating thrust, making the building tension inside me thrash like a thunderstorm.
I slide my fingers down from his neck and rake them across his back.
A moan rips from his lungs.
The sound of it shoves me straight over the edge.
I gasp as the intense orgasm crashes through my body with enough force to make my legs shake.
Draven tightens his grip on my thigh, holding me firmly in place as he continues fucking me through the waves of pleasure.
His beautiful eyes sear into mine, as if burning the expression on my face into his mind forever.